The joys of imagination!

30Jun

When I initially started this blog, almost a year ago, I did not want it to be a Mommy-Blog. You know the type, where moms chronicle the times and lives of their kids growing up. Or complain about the teachers or schools or post endless pictures of their kids. Now, don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against Mommy-Blogs. It is a fantastic way to record the process of getting to terms with becoming a mother and a wonderful memoire of the joys of motherhood.

But the purpose of my blog was something else. For me this was a creative outlet and I wanted to share my joys, my passions, share funny stories about my life. Of course this would include stories about the stuff my kids do, but I did not want it to overshadow my blog.

I think I have achieved that. In fact, looking back, I think I shared less about my kids and their funny quirks and sayings than I thought I would.

So, when Anya recited a speech to me a few weeks ago, I couldn’t help thinking this is so her. Her beautiful imagination, her love for animals, her spontaneous nature. It was not an award winning speech, but it put a big smile on my face. And I am sure that it would put a smile on most adults’ faces out there as well.

I decided to share her speech. I have not changed anything, because in many years from now, I would like to look back and treasure even the spelling mistakes.

Such a wonderful and different post from the one ‘when first I met you’! Loved reading ‘Anya’s story’ and nearly posted it on . . . next time🙂 ! Congratulations for ‘surviving’ that first year . . . as always it is a case of ‘getting to know you, getting to know all about you, getting to know you, getting to know what to say’ . . .[Oh, something called ‘The King and I’ from before your time🙂 !] . . . so all my best and looking forwards to the second year . . .

Thanks Eha! It is quite strange. I started out not quite knowing what I will write about, but knowing there is a lot in my head that wants out. And I love the fact that people I know from different spheres of life, are able to relate.

I damn well wish I had your guts, Gerda : I am still vacillating, living in the countryside and shall we say lacking some of the ‘opportuniites’ others have!! So am ‘a cuckoo’ dropping in on everyone and kind’of ‘running’ quiet friendship columns on the side . . . . And I do wonder how much time would be involved: quit Facebook over a year ago ’cause things were going just a tad too well! And local time almost ceased to exist!!! To each, at whatever time . . . looking forwards to reading more of yours . . .